The depths of depravity

As she knelt between the two zombies, she had little **** to not taste the undead cock that had so recently been embedded in the undead lord’s eye socket. As she moved forward, she tasted it. The sweet, tangy metallic nature of her eye. She moaned in pleasure as she felt the zombie behind her push into her cunt further.

The black liquid sloshed about as the two zombies found a rhythm, one fucking her face and throat, the other deep in her cunt. She moaned onto her lover as she considered her strange position. In the belly of a large monstrous beast, its digestive juices surrounding her, setting her skin alight in sensitivity as two undead fucked her. She shuddered in orgasm.

As her two lovers continued to fuck her, she felt the entire beast they were within the move, and they tumbled across the inside of its stomach. She found herself astride one with her back to a fleshy wall like the one from her mouth righted itself and stepped closer. The liquid was higher now, up to her chest as she heedlessly rode her undead lover.

She felt behind herself as she took the other zombie’s cock back in her mouth. The black digestive juices were tart, acid, and stung, but she persisted. As her hands explored the wall behind her, she realised the zombie she was on top of was buried through a sphincter, trapped up to his chest. She moaned, he was in the second stage of digestion, and she shuddered; if she didn’t move, she would soon join him.

As she relished the taste of her undead face fucker she felt the sphincter open and close, and she was dragged in. Her arse, atop the other zombie, was partially through the tight hole. Her head leant forward; further, the digestive juices now covered her breasts as the zombie at her face continued.

A second spasming of the sphincter dragged her head under the fluid as it pressed her into the corpse she was riding. It held her tight around her mid-back, and she started to panic. She could drown here. For a moment, her mind argued with her, she had crawled into the belly of a monster, knowing she could e digested, and now panic was setting in that she could drown.

It wasn’t to happen, however, as the sphincter continued to drag her inwards. She bent painfully as it swallowed her up and dragged her into the digestive tract. She lost the zombie from under her as they were both dragged through and, in a strange academic nature, she reasoned she was in the small intestines. Then she realised this demon was unknown. There was no reason to think that their digestive system was the same. Fortunately, the layer of digestive slime was lower, and she gasped for breath in the rotting digestive tract of the beast.

Then she felt something she was not expecting. She felt an expulsion from the tight walls of the creature, a waxy or slimy substance which stung, and she shuddered. At the same time, she was dragged deeper. In a strange sense, it was like an erotic waterslide, with the velvety walls caressing every inch of her body. She moaned as she was dragged deeper and deeper, the stinging growing more intense and her skin becoming more sensitive as she went.

When her descent slowed, she found herself wrapped in long tentacle-like protrusions. They searched her body, invading her wherever they could. She shuddered and came as one penetrated her arsehole and gasped. The tendrils did not waste the opportunity and quickly stuffed her mouth, then her pussy. She was writhing in pleasure as she was almost handed from one set of tendrils to the next, each set stuffing her before moving her and withdrawing.

For how long this happened, she could not say, but eventually, she was pushed out into a larger area. This tube was tight but not constricting and stank like she couldn’t imagine. She realised that this was the lower digestive tract and wondered if she could escape from it or if she wanted to. That realisation made her shudder again.